Home / Life Wearing all the hats is exhausting and sometimes—Mommy just needs a nap Who’s with me? By Sarah Bunton April 7, 2017 Rectangle Do you ever have one of those days where you just want to hit pause? Let me rephrase. Do you ever have a day where you don’t want to hit pause? Lately, I feel like I’ve been trying to chase an unwieldy boulder careening downhill. . .while wearing a blindfold. . . and with one arm tied behind my back. I’m not exactly your typical working mom. My “day job,” if you will, involves working with children facing developmental or behavioral challenges and that has me driving to schools and students’ homes. My other job—and yes, I consider it to be a legit job—is writing, and I can fortunately do that anywhere and at any time. Both jobs require using my brain and I can’t really go on auto-pilot. Well, I could, but the outcome probably wouldn’t be great. Sometimes I wish I could just “check out” for a minute and not think about anything at all. I tend to be a tad neurotic and overanalyze things, so when you couple that with being a working mom, you have the perfect recipe for a mushy brain by the end of the day. But that’s just the thing—there really isn’t an end of the day for most moms, working or otherwise. There’s usually not a beginning, either, just a continuation of whatever chaos preceded the momentary silence. I could be a bit biased, however, since my toddler still isn’t sleeping through the night. No, that’s putting it mildly. He refuses to sleep through the night. He abhors bedtime. Perhaps my son was a Welsh poet in his previous life? Work becomes at best a hiccup and at worst a reprieve from the routine of the day. I don’t ever want to treat work as an escape from motherhood, nor do I want to resent work from tearing me away from my son. It’s a conundrum and not just a maternal one. My husband similarly knows this back-and-forth game as well. He works a full-time, physically demanding job and usually has weekends off. He occasionally is jealous that I get, as one could call it, our son’s “best” hours. For the most part, I’m the one that has him during the fun, play time of the day while my husband is there just as Max is waking up or getting ready for bed. As the old saying goes, “The grass is always greener on the other side.” Or as parents say, “How come the baby never cries when he’s with you?” I often think, ‘If I just had more ____, then I could breathe easier.’ Whether it’s sleep, time, money, help, etc., I’ll convince myself that it would be the miracle cure to whatever happens to be stressing me out at the moment. Yet my biggest realization about motherhood is that I can’t control everything and micromanaging is rarely the answer. Yeah, sure, I had the realization, but that doesn’t mean I acted on it. Despite my repeat viewings of Frozen, my Type A Personality prohibits me from letting it go. Like most working parents, I wear many hats in a 24-hour period. I’m an employee, a mother, writer, wife, sister, friend and the list doesn’t end there. I’ve found that it’s healthy to complain, that sometimes I should say no, and that asking for help is never a sign of weakness. There are huge life lessons I’ve learned and growing pains I’ve gone through in adding “mother” to my resume. . .yet with all the soul-searching, usually, the answer to my problem isn’t some grand sentiment that you’d find in an “inspiring quotes” Google search. Sometimes the solution is quite simple: Mommy needs a nap. Who’s with me? The latest Life After losing her dad, this 8-year-old’s holiday gesture will leave you in tears Beauty & Style Shopping Guides Sofia Grainge’s new Amazon Essentials collection is quiet luxury for littles–and it’s all under $37 Children's Health I’ll be an ‘overprotective’ mama this RSV season—and I’m not sorry for it Beauty & Style Shopping Guides Lounge sets that slay from home to holiday travel